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@everythingfallsintoplace
I hope you saw the moon tonight 🌕
Nothing I love more than spending life with you, even if it’s just car rides and sorting your basketball cards it’s a life I wanna keep on living 💕
Sudeley Castle in Gloucestershire, England
where the wildflowers are
Some people never loved you. They loved how available, understanding, and forgiving you were
"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.
and love..........
I see you trying. Not in the loud, impressive way people like to applaud, but in the quiet, exhausting way that costs the most. Showing up when you’re tired, when you doubt yourself, when nothing feels rewarding. That matters. You don’t need to be at the finish line for someone to be proud of you. The effort itself already says everything about your strength.
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933
Oh baby girl. How unfair life has been without you here. Two years! I just know you would’ve been the best big sister. I wonder what your favorite book would be, how many words you would know, what your personality would be. I miss you every day Wren. Love you always little bird
Sometimes I sing a song in the car and can so clearly picture you beside me. I really miss when we could go on our car rides just screaming at the top of our lungs….
those eyes of yours could swallow stars, galaxies and universes.
I wonder how many memories I’m in.